Earning Extra Credit (closed)

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Professor Trask didn't look up from his book at the knock. "Enter," he barked in the direction of his office door.

It was always the same this time of year. His Introduction to Microeconomics courses was a popular choice amongst the first years since it met a necessary elective. It also frequently served as a wake-up call for many that they were no longer in high school. Despite his fairly clear reminders of what would be on the midterm, a handful of students always flailed on it through sheer lack of studying. Having handed back grades this week, he could always count on a handful of anxious freshmen dropping by this week during office hours now that they realized how behind they were.

Trask resisted the urge to snort when he looked up to see which one had come to see him. Briar. Good Lord, she had some cheek showing up here given how infrequently she appeared in class.

In a year’s time, Briar would be a poster child for the sorority system. The long blonde hair, brilliant green eyes, and the naturally rosy cheeks screamed youthful vigor. She was a tad on the short side, but the strain she put on sweaters suggested those inches (and then some) had merely migrated to her chest. Next semester she'd be a curvy, adorable pledge to one of the dozens of Greek organizations. She'd spend the next few years partying her way through school with all of the other privileged, pampered elitist boys and girls. Waste of a desk, in Trask's opinion.

Of course, that assumed she passed his class, which her midterm grade called into question. The academic standards for pledges required a passing GPA; if she was as close to failing in her other classes as she was his, Briar would never qualify.

Now the only interesting part was how she approached him? Haughtily declare that she'd been graded too harshly? Mention a powerful relative who had influence with the Dean? Sob and beg for extra credit? He'd seen all manner of ploys to change a grade over the years.

Trask forced a congenial smile on his face. "Hello, Briar. What can I do for you?"

 

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Briar’s forehead was furrowed with worry. She hadn’t meant to skip so much class this semester. She was getting caught up in pledging a sorority that had their eye on her ever since she visited the university the year prior to starting.

She chose her words carefully, knowing Trask had a reputation for being a hard-arse to freshman students. She looked at him, nervously twisting a lock of her hair between her fingers. She opened her mouth and stopped. He didn’t look happy.

“Professor, I need to discuss the results of my last paper with you. I think you made a mistake giving me a D. I’ve been working so hard this semester, but I’m finding it hard to pledge and come to class. The girls take up all my time and I can’t always make it in. I’ve been doing all my reading in my spare time. I don’t know if I need tutoring? I’m not understanding the work and I’m failing. I was a straight A student in high school and I’m here as a scholarship student. If I dip below a B average, I lose my place here. No sorority, no education. I’m going to have to move back to my country town with a population of 200 people and work as a waitress. I can’t do that, please. I need any help I can get.”

Her voice cracked and tears started to form in her eyes, which she tried blinking away to no avail. An errant tear escaped and her lip trembled. She hated crying when she didn’t need to. Her face flushed and her skin went blotchy. Great, she must look a vision in her Professor’s office.

She looked at Trask after having avoided eye contact. His smile dropped and he didn’t look happy at all. He motioned for her to take a seat and he rose to shut the door behind her.

 

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Trask resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Unquestionably this little trollop deserved it; he'd heard similar pleas for mercy a hundred times before and many with greater persuasive power. But the Department Chair tended to frown on outright mockery of the students.

Still, he could get away with more with his office closed. Trask rose and shut the door, then returned to his desk. He gestured for Briar to take a seat as well.

His intention was to gaze balefully at her to demonstrate his lack of sympathy for her self-inflicted plight. His execution, however, stumbled. Briar's skirt, while hardly risqué, rode up slightly as she sat down. The red-blooded male within him instinctively turned his attention to the tantalizing flash of inner thigh this brief wardrobe issue produced before Briar tugged the fabric down into its more demure location. Unfortunately, this unconscious attire correction created a temporary jiggling effect in her upper torso. The red-blooded male recognized instinctively that the breasts constrained therein were (A) very, very large and (B) very, very real.

The net result was that Trask's baleful gaze became a furtive ogling followed by an immediate abashed regret for his etiquette misstep. Fortunately Briar's attention was diverted the entire time, so she missed this brief interlude. Trask launched into words to further cover his brief sense of embarrassment.

"I have no patience for your excuses, Briar. Everything on the midterm was covered in class. Had you attended on time more frequently and actually devoted a modicum of your time to studying, your grade would not be on such a rocky precipice."

 

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Briar went bright red with embarrassment after Trask’s lecture. She knew that she shouldn’t have skipped out on class so often, but she needed these girls to like her so she could join Sigma Kappa. She hugged her arms to herself and responded.

“Professor, please, I need to pass, I need a B,” she blurted out hysterically. “I don’t know what I can do, leaving the sorority is not an option. How can I help bring my grade up? I’ll do anything, I can take summer school? What about tutoring or an extra credit project?”

Tears started falling from her eyes and she sniffed hard, trying to hold back the sobs. She saw the look of disdain on Trask’s face and recoiled slightly. Briar reached to get her bag off the ground and stood up, ready to leave. “I’m sorry, Professor. Please, is there anything I can do to pass?”

 

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Trask listened to Briar plead and whine for a way out. Silly girl. Summer school? Extra credit? Where did she think she was?

He swept a broad hand to cut off her blathering. "You are at one of the finest schools in the region, Briar. One simply does not get a do-over because they decide to put their social life before their academic responsibilities! Perhaps you'd better spend some time reconsidering the choices you've made." Trask gestured towards the door, directing her to leave.

Briar stood, but paused for a final word. She took a deep breath,then started to speak.

Trask didn't hear her,or at least didn't listen. His conscious mind was momentarily subsumed by the lizard part of his brain that concerned itself with only the most primal instincts. Instincts like lust.

It was the breath that did it. Briar always sat in the back of the class, so Trask had only a general appreciation of her physical appeal. Now at a distance of a few feet, Trask had an unobstructed, front row seat to Briar's beauty. So when the petite blonde inhaled, the effect on her bosom set off a resounding sensation in his groin.

Trask at least had the desk shielding his lower half. The bulge expanding along his right thigh was unmistakable. And unstoppable. Age had given him better control and stamina, but once his cock started chugging towards full erection, there was no slowing it down.

Ordinarily that'd mean being trapped in his office until the swelling subsided. Someone would call the campus police if he lurched around with his trousers threatening to split open at the seams. Great, just great.

But his lizard brain spoke again. Could not the source of his engorged problem also provide a solution? Thus did he hear D, voice inquire. "Hold a moment, Briar. When you say 'anything', how far are you willing to go? I have one possibility but it's... a bit of a stretch."

 

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Briar had her hand on the door handle as she readied herself to open it. She was shaking slightly and felt cold considering the heat was turned up so high in the office. Her legs had sprouted goosebumps and she looked sick.

Briar looked at Trask with puppy dog eyes. “A-anything, Professor. I can come to class every day, do photocopying, pick up your dry cleaning, whatever you need.” The sadness resonated in her voice as she faced the very real threat of expulsion for a low GPA. She adjusted her sweater and wiped her palms on her skirt, leaving a damp stain.

At that moment, her phone beeped. She grabbed it out of her bag and checked the screen, and inwardly groaned. The message read '911! Get to house now, pledge!' She was so tired of having to run off to them, what was the emergency this time? Someone couldn't match a bag to a pair of shoes.

"Thank you for seeing me today, Professor, but I have to run. Emergency at the house. Please let me know what you want me to do, to help with my grades." Lifting her eyes from the screen to Trask, she could see he was pissed. She stopped in her tracks and waited for him to speak.

 

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Trask couldn't believe that Briar had the gall to beg for help and then readily dismiss him as less important than her silly sorority. A molten rage ignited in his chest. How dare she?!

Trask rose to his full 6'1" behind his desk and pointed at the diminutive freshman. "Briar, take one step outside that door and I won't lift a finger to help you," he growled. "You'll get nothing from me. You'll have to to ace the final to save your GPA."

Trask lowered his hand, but the menace in his voice remained unchanged. "Stay and I will give you a chance to prove yourself. Do well and I'll help you with your grade."

"What's it going to be, Briar? Make your choice."

 

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Briar struggled to make the decision quickly. If she let down the sorority, she would be a social outcast. But if she bailed on school, she would have no education. Both were of high importance to the bubbly blonde, however, something in Trask's voice made her know he wasn't playing.

She felt like she would be in massive trouble if she left the office right now. Trask standing felt imposing to her 5'2" and she cowered a little under his glance. She knew he was right, but she was so used to getting her way and today felt like things were going completely wrong.

Briar spoke softly. "I'm sorry, Professor. I'll stay, really. The girls can wait for me for once. What did you have in mind?" She slowly made her way back to Trask's desk and took a seat opposite his desk. As she took her seat and looked up at him, her beautiful green eyes opened with concern when she saw the bulge in his trousers. "Professor?"

 

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Trask couldn't resist the urge to grin triumphantly. He knew he could bring the little bitch to heel. Bet she wouldn't dare disregard him like that again.

He let her sit down. It was only then that she finally noticed the bulge in his pants. Her eyes went wide and her voice sounded even more intimidated as she queried him.

Trask almost blushed. In the heat of his anger, he'd forgotten about the partial erection he'd been sporting. But just as it took him more time these days to get it revved up, it also didn't wilt away as quickly.

He'd intended to be a bit more subtle about this. Though his desires were crude, his presentation needn't be. Plus, experience taught him that most women reacted better when forewarned about his size rather than being bluntly confronted with it. But Briar was already gaping open-mouthed at him, so subtlety was a lost cause.

"Yes, Briar, I do have you in mind for a special project. I have no interest in extra credit assignments or additional work. But as you can see, I do have certain...needs. If you are willing to fulfill them the rest of the semester, then I could see my way to making sure your GPA is safe."

Trask sensed the the visual was distracting her, so he sat back down. That proved slightly uncomfortable - it was hard to bend at the hips while so aroused - but he managed. "Of course, this assumes you proved yourself worthy," he continued, settling back in his leather chair. "I'll not reward a good grade for incompetence."

He held up a finger. "Option 1: You lock the door, then come over here and demonstrate that you can use that mouth for something more useful than chatting about parties and frat boys. If you can, you get private sessions with me each week that will surely help your final grade. If you can't, you're on your own and best of luck on the final exam."

He held up a second finger. "Option 2: You walk out that door now and you don't ever bother me again with pleas for assistance. You're on your own for the final exam and we'll let the chips fall where they may."

"Any questions, Briar? Otherwise, there's the door."

 

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Briar got up silently and walked to the door. She stood there having a silent argument whether she should go or stay. Her fight or flight response wasn't working today and she grappled with a decision. Stay? Go? Pass? Fail? There was no way she could pass on the exam alone, even if she got a tutor that she couldn't even afford.

She reached out to grab the handle of the door and locked it, surprising herself. She pulled her hand back, like the handle was on fire. Briar faced Trask, crestfallen.

She moved towards the Professor and stood next to him, unsure of what she should do. Being from a small country town, everyone was generally nice and in each others business. She'd not had sex ed until she moved to the university and experienced her roommate banging anyone with a pulse.

She hesitated. "Do I kiss you or something, Professor?" She closed her eyes, pursed her lips and leaned in for a kiss, when she felt Trask's hand roughly grab her upper arm, the grip making her eyes open in shock.

 

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Trask furrowed his brow at the girl's inane approach. What the hell did she think she was doing?

He grabbed her to the arm and gave her a quick shake that set her breasts jiggling. "Just what the fuck are you playing at?" he snarled. "Do you think I'm fucking kidding? Or are you just really that stupid?"

He jabbed a finger at the hefty lump in his pants. "Either whip that out and open your mouth wide or get the fuck out of my office. You either prove how much you want that grade or I'm done with you."

 

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Briar slowly got onto her knees, eyes downcast. Refusing to look at Trask. She unzipped his trousers and choked back a sob as she fished his hardening cock out of his trousers. The heat emanating off his cock almost burned her hand and she let go.

This wasn't her first time performing oral sex, but she wasn't an expert at it either. She hoped he would be gentle on her. She used her hand to stroke his cock up and down at first, before leaning in and giving the tip a quick lick. She hesitated to go further, but could see Trask's anger in her mind's eye and knew she had to continue.

She opened her mouth and a hiccuping sob came out. There was no going back now. Closing her eyes, Briar then took the head of Trask's cock into her mouth and sucked on it. She used her hand to keep stroking the shaft, before attempting to take more in her mouth, her soft lips stretching around his girth. She tried to take as much of Trask into her mouth as possible, stopping when she felt him hit the back of her throat.

She tried to pull back and take a deep breath before continuing but this was met with a firm hand holding the back of her head and pushing her mouth down further. Briar cried with embarrassment, hot tears streaking down her cheek as she submitted to her professor. Her mouth was being used roughly.

Without warning, the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat and she gagged loudly. She thought he would back off and let her continue to softly suck him, but she was mistaken. Trask was going to use her however she wanted, she was sure of it.

 

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Trask watched with eager anticipation as Briar gingerly unfastened his trousers. He almost guffawed when she actually sobbed at the sight of his naked shaft. "Yes, it is a bit more than a handful," he smirked.

Such was a considerable understatement. While of considerable length, Trask's cock was remarkable for its girth. The reddened member seemed more like a third arm. The mushroom-shaped head dominated the end, giving the meaty member the image of a battering ram.

Despite her obvious apprehension, Briar gamely extended her tongue to wet the tip. Her pink lips extended wide. Having seen her big mouth do little more than yap into her damn phone, Professor Trask was curious to see if she could handle him.

It proved a close fit. Trask tensed as he felt the flared edge of his monstrous glans brush against her incisors. He let out his breath as the huge head slipped fully inside her mouth. He'd been nicked before by careless females whose jaws couldn't accommodate his immense girth and the pain had been just shy of excruciating.

Briar took as much of his fat cock as she could. The strain on her appeared to be considerable. Her face was flushed and her cheeks bowed out around the massive head. Tears coursed quietly down every time she closed her eyes.

Trask didn't care. It had been far too long since he'd had a woman's touch on his cock. With Briar apparently under his thumb, he wasn't about to rush this opportunity.

Consequently, when she started to withdraw, he gripped a fistful of hair at the base of her skull. "Don't even fucking think about quitting now, missy," he snarled. "You know either bob your pretty little head on me or I'll do it for you."

"And you'd best settle in for the duration. I'm not like one of your idiot frat boys who blows his load after a few seconds. I can last for a long time before I explode." The look in her eyes only turned him on more. God, he was going to enjoy this.

 

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Briar was crying now, her body convulsing with sobs. As she started bobbing up and down on Trask's cock, she would forget to breathe. She gasped a few times as she struggled to catch her breath but to no avail.

She started hyperventilating, moving her mouth faster up and down his shaft, hoping this would end things. She waited and waited for Trask to release in her mouth but nothing. His hand was still firmly gripped in her hair as she tried to take a deep breath.

There was one last thing she could try and do. She knew guys like to watch girls masturbate, so as she sucked as hard as she could on Trask, Briar reached up under her skirt and into her pink cotton panties and touched herself. She reacted in shock when she realised she was wet after being forced to give head to her Professor.

 

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Trask grunted in time with Briar's head bobs. For all her bumbling at the start, the girl had some talent for this. He hadn't had head like this in quite some time.

Of course, his lifetime experience was fairly modest. Most women balked at the notion of trying to fit his gargantuan head past their lips. His wife rarely even offered these days.

As such, he was holding off his climax to enjoy this rare opportunity. True, his stamina was considerably better than it had been in his youth, but he'd been close enough to cum for awhile now. That the poor girl was clearly in agony trying to keep pace did not factor into his thinking in the slightest. He kept his hand buried in her hair, using her face as his personal sex toy.

Still, even Trask's legendary will was not without limit. "Oh, yeah! Here it comes!" he grunted through gritted teeth. Such was the only warning Briar would have of the torrent of cum about to erupt in her mouth.

 

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Briar wasn't expecting the large torrent of cum to spray out of Trask's cock. She tried to hold it all in her mouth but spluttered from the sheer volume of it. It hit the back of her throat and she gagged.

Trask's hand was still on the back of Briar's head and as she took spurt after spurt of his hot cum in her mouth. It was leaking out of her mouth and dribbling down her chin. A fresh burst of tears started and she took her chance and moved her head back, this time free of Trask's grip.

She looked up at him sobbing, cum pouring from her mouth, mascara running down her cheeks. Her knees were starting to bruise and her neck was sore from being forced into place. She swallowed as much as she could, but her top was covered in cum. She spoke quietly. "Can I please go, Professor? I'll be in class tomorrow, I promise."

 

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The orgasm hit Trask hard. His lower torso and upper thighs clenched as his body pumped jet after steamy jet into the young girls mouth. He muffled his urge to cry out by keeping his teeth tightly locked, resulting in a mumbled "Hrrrrgh!"

Afterwards, Trask sagged back in his chair. God, he felt drained. He must have really needed that. He could not recall cumming that hard in months.

When he finally opened his eyes, he had to resist the urge to laugh. Briar looked a horrible mess. "Fuck, did you never learn to swallow?" he snarkily inquired. "You've got cum all over you." He grabbed the box of tissues from the corner of his desk and tossed it at her. "Clean yourself up."

Trask leaned back in his chair and looked down his imperious nose at the poor girl dabbing at the splatter of jism on her chest. "Your ability to swallow aside, that was quite decent, Briar. Should this college thing fall through, you can always try giving blowjobs to pay the bills."

"In the meantime, I'm going to help you. You'll leave me your mobile number before you go. It'll be just like when your silly sorority calls: the phone rings and you do as you're told. Don't worry, I promise I won't call nearly as much as your simpleton sisterhood. And if you do as you're told and when you're told, then you won't have anything to worry about on the final."

 

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Briar dumped a wad of tissues in the trashcan and stood up unsteadily. She had turned scarlet after Trask suggested she should sell blow jobs. She refused to make eye contact with him out of sheer embarrassment.

"Thank you for your help, Professor," she said, humiliated. She took a pen and post-it note from Trask's desk and wrote "Briar 555-1798", dotting the i with a love heart out of habit. She left the stationery in front of him and made her way back to her books.

She picked them up and dropped them a couple of times, fumbling clumsily. She stopped, took a deep breath, smoothed her hair and clothes down. She picked them up again and covered the drying cum stain on her sweater and left Trask's office. She slammed the door shut behind her.

Briar all but ran back to her dorm where she ripped off her clothes and changed into her favourite sweats. She washed her face in the little corner sink, scrubbing and scrubbing until her skin was red raw.

Exhausted, she jumped into bed and checked her phone. 17 missed calls and 54 text messages from the sorority girls, each getting angrier and angrier sounding. She was about to switch off her phone and go to sleep when an unknown number's text flashed on the screen. Trask.

 

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Trask cleaned himself up as much as facial tissues would allow before leaving the office. He returned home and took a long shower to wash away the day's events.

Still, he found his libido uncharacteristically frisky. Normally such a fierce orgasm would leave him quite drained, but not so tonight. Thoughts of Briar's cheeks bulging like a chipmunk around his massive cock kept resurfacing. His lustful resurgence made him feel like a kid again.

Naturally, his wife was of no help. "Good Lord, Jacob!" she exclaimed that evening in bed. "Are you taking those little blue pills? No, there's no way I'm fucking you like that. My pussy feels sore just looking at it. No, go jack off in the bathroom or something."

Trask relented, but now he had another option. His wife might refuse him, but he knew someone who would not. He dialed Briar's number.

"Ah, Briar, I've just been thinking of you. My cock is hard as a rock now. I think I would like to see you again. Drop by my office tomorrow just before 5. I'd also like a wardrobe request. Fashion conscious as you sorority girls seem to be, I'm sure you don't neglect the importance of attractive underwear. Make sure your panties are lacy and sexy tomorrow. See you then."

 

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Briar was haunted by Trask's words after he hung up on her. She lay wide awake until the sun came up, and then managed to grab a 30 minute nap. She woke to a pounding on the door and screams.

"Briar, Briar! Open up, you dumb skank. You bailed on us last night, pledge. You know you have to answer your phone, day or night for us, until we accept you. You're on thin ice now!" Briar stumbled to the door and opened it. Dark bags under her bloodshot eyes and her blonde hair resembling a birds nest made the girls outside recoil in horror.

"Girlfriend, get yourself dressed and over to the house ASAP. You're needed for the party tonight. You need to be there before 5 or else. Later." The girls swung around and strutted off. Leaving Briar conflicted and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

Briar took a shower and tried to wash the previous day off her. She sat on the cold tiles under the stream of hot water and meditated. Feeling slightly better and smelling fruity, she turned off the water and trudged back to her room to get dressed and get ready for class.

She applied some mascara and lip gloss, and dressed in a white tank top, knee length pink skirt with a hot pink lacy micro gstring underneath. It barely covered her sex, but she didn't have anything sexier to wear to meet Trask. Tying her hair up into a high ponytail, she gathered her belongings for the day into a shoulder bag and left the dorm.

Her English class dragged on and on, she barely took any notes as her phone constantly lit up and she was responding to the sorority sisters. She needed to get back into favour with them. After class, there was almost no time to grab lunch so she paid for a coffee from the cafeteria and raced to Microeconomics.

Briar switched off her phone when she entered the lecture hall, knowing Trask would be keeping an eye on her. She took a seat in the back row but he made eye contact and pointed to the front row. Picking up her bag and coffee she traipsed down the stairs to take a seat in the nerd row.

She pulled out her textbook, a notebook and a pen, watching the day's presentation. She took notes and listened intently. Briar's legs opened unconsciously and she caught Trask staring. Butterflies formed in her stomach and she crossed her knees.

Before she knew it, class was over and she packed up ready to leave. As she walked towards the lecture theatre door, she heard Trask call something out. "A word, Miss James?" She dragged her feet over to Trask's podium and rolled her eyes.

 

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Trask resisted the urge to roll his eyes when he caught sight of Briar in class. Did she think that just because he had claimed her that she need put no effort in? Her attire looked as if she'd just rolled out of bed and thrown on whatever was in reach.

He waited till after class to signal her to wait behind. "A word, Miss James."

He kept her waiting while he spoke to another student, ensuring they were the last two in the classroom. "Miss James," he began, overemphasizing the "s". "Perhaps we need to revisit certain assumptions you seem to have about our arrangement. Just because what I seek from you will frequently dispense with your clothing is no excuse for you to slack on your appearance. Your pink bra is showing the same through your top, your skirt is wrinkled, and your makeup looks like it was applied without a mirror."

Trask flicked his eyes around the room to make sure they were indeed alone, then dropped his voice an octave. "A pair of high heels and you'd be ready to walk the street like some common prostitute," he spat. "Don't even think of arriving at my office like this."

He stepped back and glanced at his watch. "You have 90 minutes till our 5 o'clock meeting. You have then to remedy..." Trask waved his hand vaguely in her direction. "...this," he concluded with a frown. "Otherwise you shall owe me double."

Trask picked up his satchel and turned his back on her. "Good afternoon, Miss James," he said dismissively as he departed.

 

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Briar was mortified. She thought she had looked alright when she had left her dorm that morning. She hadn't dressed any differently to how she normally would. And now Trask wanted her to dress like a nun? Where was she going to find new clothes at this time of day?

She went back to the door, yelled a 'hey' to her roommate and rifled through her closet before settling on a knee length black skirt, black pantyhose, a long sleeved white button down shirt which she rolled up the sleeves a little, and a grey argyle knit vest. Super preppy, she thought as she looked at herself in the mirror, head cocked to the side scoping out the outfit. She finished the look with black flats, the heel comment from earlier stinging a little. She was still wearing her pink lingerie from earlier, she had thought about changing it, but she didn't own many matching sets.

She buttoned another button to cover her cleavage, so she wouldn't get told off for that. Briar took her hair out of its ponytail and gave it a brush, her dark blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, shining under the fluoro lights.

She didn't think her makeup had looked too terrible in the morning, it was only basic. She added a little blush for colour as she was looking rather pale today. Taupe eye shadow and a thin black line for her eyes.

She looked at herself again. Not bad, but not she resembled a law student, not a sorority girl. Oh no, the sorority party! She forgot to help them set up. She looked at the time, almost 5. She had just enough time to get to Trask's office. She could get to the party after, if she had time.

She made her way across the campus and to the faculty offices. She found the door she'd walked out of yesterday. The brown door loomed menacingly in front of her, gold lettering on it describing its occupant 'Professor Jacob Trask'. She knocked on the door, a few minutes before 5.

"Professor, it's Briar. I'm here for," she hesitated, not knowing what to call her appointment, "my tutoring?" She hoped her punctuality would work in her favour. She stood and twisted a lock of her hair waiting for an answer or for the door to open.

 

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Trask heard the knock at the door and familiar soft treble of Briar. Expecting no one else at this hour, he announced, "Come in."

He grinned at the upgrade in her attire. In truth, he'd not minded her prior version all that much. He did disdain women whose colored bras could be seen beneath white tank tops, but Briar was hardly the first coed to dress that way in his class.

No, the exercise had been more of a test on his part. He'd been curious just how much sway he wielded over Miss James. Judging by the changes in the past hour and a half, his influence was considerable.

"Much better, Miss James. I'm sure your sorority has some antiquated rules about how a young lady is supposed to present herself that are then handily discarded at each weekend's keg party. You would do well to keep such guidelines in mind."

Trask reached into his satchel and procured a fluffy terrycloth towel.** He rose from his desk and set the towel on the seat of one of the guest chairs. Only then did he gesture for Briar to sit.

"Today, a slight reversal. Last time, I got my rocks off. This time it will be you."* He smiled sharply. "You will get yourself off in that chair by whatever means you deem most effective. And since you women are so often multi-orgasmic, let's try for twice in the next 15 minutes."

Trask fished in his pants pocket a moment and withdrew a slender object about four inches long. "In case you are conditioned to using toys, you may have use of this." Trask handed Briar a vibrator with a silvery metal exterior about the thickness of his index finger. "This is my wife's instrument of choice. She finds its size more pleasing, or so she claims."

Trask glanced at the clock. "You had best begin, Miss James. You are down to 14 minutes."

 

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Briar sat awkwardly on the edge of the chair, staring at Trask. "Professor, you can't be serious? How can you expect me to masturbate in front of you? I've never done that in front of anyone, just quietly in my bed when I'm all alone." Her eyes had a pleading look but one glance at Trask made her concede defeat.

She wriggled her gstring and stockings down to her ankles, leaned back in the chair and stared up at the ceiling. Using her fingers, she started stroking up and down her slit. She let one slip into her pussy, surprised at how wet she was. Briar felt like her body was betraying her as her breathing quickened and her heartbeat raced as she used a finger on her clit. She didn't want to use her fingers inside her as she was still a virgin and was saving herself for the right guy.

She added a second finger and traced the letters to her favourite song onto her clit, alternating between rubbing and lightly pinching her clit between her fingertips. It took a few minutes, but she let out a quiet moan and her face reddened as she reached her first orgasm.

Briar whimpered as she felt Trask lift her skirt up so he could get a better view. She saw him raise his eyebrow quizzically at her completely shaved pussy. "The sisters saw that I had blonde hair and started teasing me. They convinced me to shave my hair off, they showed me theirs and I was the only one with pubes. I was dying to fit in, so I cleaned up for them."

She shook and panted as she came for the first time, wetness soaking into the towel from her pussy. Briar turned and looked at the clock above the door and saw she'd been going for 6 minutes. She knew she didn't have much time to get herself off for the second time. She thought she'd need a little help, but didn't want to ask Trask to touch her.

Screwing up her nose, Briar took the vibrator offered to her earlier and switched it on, the vibrations from the silver rod making her jump as it loudly buzzed in her hand. Not having used one before, she reached down and slid it between her lips. The tip made contact with her swollen clit and the sensations were overwhelming. She yelped and held it there for a few seconds, and it felt like her muscles were convulsing.

She turned down the vibrator to its lowest setting and held it against her clit while using her fingers to spread her lips and occasionally finger her tight hole. It didn't take long at all this time for her to reach an orgasm.

Briar let out a cry of exasperation as she came for the second time. Her body shook uncontrollably and her pussy started drooling, the room filling with a sweet scent. Her eyes were closed as she clamped her knees shut, her fingers still inside her, the vibrator had fallen out and was rattling on the ground.

She sat in the chair for a minute, letting her breathing and spasming muscles return to normal. She used the towel to wipe herself off and then stood up slowly, her legs like that of a newborn giraffe. Hot embarrassed tears rolled down her face as she tugged up her gstring and stockings, readying herself to leave the office.

 

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Watching Briar's performance proved exhilarating for Trask. The scent of her arousal filled his office. Though she tried to muffle herself, she couldn't entirely contain her gasps and moans. When she finally climaxed the second time, his own cock twitched sympathetically.

"That was...most enjoyable," he said. His own pulse and respiration were elevated, causing his nostrils to flare with the force of each breath. "But I have some changes for you to adopt next time."

Trask handed the coed a Post-it Note with his writing on it. "The first is for a lingerie shop. Your panties might please some idiot frat boy who gets all his ideas from online porn, but I expect a higher class of sexiness from you. I called ahead and explained that you are rather amply endowed in the bosom; they assure me that they cater to bustier women and have a selection well beyond the standard cup sizes. You will visit this shop this weekend and procure something more appropriate.

Trask paused,then sneered. "No, do not try to make these selections alone. Ask for assistance from the sales staff. I'm sure they are far more knowledgeable than you about choosing the proper size and style."

"The second address is for a salon. You now have an appointment for a waxing Monday afternoon at 4. I checked your schedule; you are free. Shaving leaves stubble; I want you smooth."

Trask raised a finger. "However, you will instruct them to leave you a narrow strip of hair. I find a completely bare woman distasteful - it bespeaks a pre-adolescent."

Trask reached behind him and withdrew his wallet. "I expect since your budget goes to cheap alcohol and sorority dues, you will require funds." Trask counted out several twenties and slid the cash to her. "I expect to see the results of my investment when you present yourself her on Tuesday at 5."